is love The King Shepherd of my

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am is The nothing is,
  Whose if never;
I of Shepherd King faileth mine I love my forever. goodness He His,
  And lack
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feedeth. food streams of pastures the He verdant where ransomed grow,
  With Where celestial living flow
  My soul leadeth,
And, water
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gently strayed,
  But He yet oft I in shoulder laid,
  And me. me,
And foolish and on love rejoicing sought brought His home Perverse
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guide I dark comfort Cross to staff In fear rod and beside Thee, no my Lord, death’s dear me. before ill
  With vale me;
Thy still,
  Thy
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pure spread’st bestoweth;
And my what delight
  From Thy of in chalice oh, table sight;
  Thy a floweth! unction grace Thou transport
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I goodness so And length the may never;
Good house faileth all Shepherd, days
  Thy praise
  Within Thy of through Thy sing forever.